sky-kiss:

Sokka: So. Your dad. He doesn’t like me, right?

Azula: Correct.

Zuko: Oh no, he hates you.

Sokka: Exactly. So it occurred to me. I’ve been going about this all wrong. I gotta use some of my patented Sokka charm…

Zuko: You’re going to eat all the food in our house? And then blame Momo?

Azula: You are going to attempt to inspire pity by utilizing your lack of bending, lack of martial training, poverty and poor breeding?

Sokka: …really getting me amped up, guys. Just. Grade A encouragement. I was gonna go with some charts, you know. A real professional, efficient presentation. Detailing exactly why I should be dating his daughter.

Zuko: …he might appreciate that.

Sokka: Really?

Zuko: Oh no. He’s gonna set those notecards on fire and beat you to death with them.

Azula: Oooh, or just cook you in your own skin!

Zuko: That’s the one. That’s it. Azula’s always known dad better.

Sokka: Again. Thanks. Thank you both. SO MUCH.